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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 8:05 am
Well if you want to randomly come in and scream at people sure.
*Looks to Tim.* Huh?
(I was teasing you Lexxie. Oops Rose moment.)
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 8:12 am
Catch ya later, your highness. The food was great.
*Waves and heads out.*
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 8:13 am
*Waves at Lori.* Catch ya later, Lori.
*Smiles.*
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 8:18 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 8:45 am
*Wakes up in the same booth with a sudden jolt and immediately looks at the time*
Aggh, I fell asleep. *Taps his finger on the face of the watch* Is it after six already...?
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 1:01 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 1:16 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 2:31 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 4:04 pm
*Walks in with a red hospital cooler and makes her way to the fridge.*
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 4:19 pm
::pulls up outside on her bike, dismounts and goes inside::
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 4:24 pm
*Fixes herself a glass in the kitchen and puts the empty bag back into her cooler.*
*Walks out into the bar and waves to Dinah.* Hey.
eek
*Looks to the banner over the stage.*
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 4:26 pm
Hey Chas..
::follows her gaze::
talent show, eh? What kind of talents? I hope they're sexy ones.
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 4:27 pm
....
I really don't want to know. *Blinks at the banner and walks over to a table to sit down.*
So, how are you.
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 4:30 pm
I'm alright. I think I trashed these fishnets kicking some a** on the way over here, but it's all in a day's work. I'm also thinking about opening up Sherwood Florist again.
How about you?
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 4:34 pm
Oh? Have you tried the durible kind? They're pretty good for a** kicking. though a bit rough against the skin. *Gives a grin and takes a sip of her glass.* Sherwood Florist? A flower shop?
I'm alright, my annoying side wound finally healed.
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